Springtime in the Palm of Your Hand

Everyone knew that Prince Jing was a spoiled playboy, a womanizer who lived without restraint and cared for nothing but beautiful women. They all hoped he would die in some pleasure quarter one day, so they could seize his power and plunder his wealth. But they had no idea that he was a formidable martial artist, a man of deep schemes and lofty ambitions.

Yun Liuli was the lowest-ranked servant girl in the Grand Tutor’s household. Though she was of the Grand Tutor’s blood, she was treated worse than any ordinary maid, subjected to the most inhumane abuse.

Yun Liuli knew that winning Nan Yanfeng’s favor was the only chance she had in life. So she played the charming, obedient woman, all just to find a way to survive.

She knew she was worlds apart from Nan Yanfeng and didn’t dare hope for much. All she wanted was enough clothes to cover herself and a roof over her head.

But Nan Yanfeng gave her a grand wedding procession, complete with ten miles of red bridal decorations, and brought her in triumph into his princely manor.

“Liuli, since you saved my life, you’ll be the only woman I ever have.” Prince Jing leaned over her, his touch unexpectedly gentle.